Silver Lining Top Fixed - Liya

she had bought months ago—a black cropped tank with tailored vertical metallic lines that shimmered even in the dim light of her studio apartment. She remembered why she’d bought it. The designer at Shay Studio

Elena stood in front of her floor-length mirror, her bedroom looking like the aftermath of a textile explosion. Shirts were tossed on the bed, skirts draped over the chair, and shoes scattered across the rug. She was late for a dinner that straddled the line between casual and cocktail, and she had nothing to wear. liya silver lining top